36 hours in Prague

October 10, 2013 § 2 Comments

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERATo be more accurate, this should be more like “31.5 hours in Prague.” Or better yet, “Getting lost in Prague.” It had been ten years since my last visit, and I was totally hopeless. But that’s what good friends who actually have a sense of direction are for. It was these friends—who are, of course, worth much more than their human GPS qualities—who were the reason I decided to go on this lightening-fast trip to the city of a thousand spires. With Andre coming from New York and Lenka from London (plus Lenka’s friend Emily), how could I not help to round out this little reunion?

We made the most of what time we had. We walked from our rented apartment on Malostranské náměstí across the river and headed straight to Bakeshop for some pastries, coffee, and fresh juice (a fairly healthy start that would devolve pretty quickly).photo-67 image-4

Poppy seeds!photo-68

From here we sort of pretended to take a small walk before arriving at our next destination: Lokal, a slightly tongue-in-cheek twist on the traditional Czech pub. We went for fried cheese, and we rolled out afterward having accomplished our goal. (For the  uninitiated, this is simply a block of Edam cheese that has been breaded and deep fried, and then served with tartar sauce. It is socially acceptable for this to be your entire meal, but to do it properly, you should lighten things up with a “vegetable.”) OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAP1015120

Andre’s very lonely fried cheese.

This is the way it should be done:

Slightly disappointed…four beers for four people?!photo 3

Saturday night, on our way to an ASIAN-FUSION restaurant whose chef apparently hails from NOBU in London (anyone who lived in Prague ten or so years ago will understand the caps here), we realized it was Muzejní noc, or Museum Night. Museums all over town were open into the wee hours. It was close to 1 am when we visited the beautiful Spanish Synagogue, which I had never been inside before.image image

The rest of our time was spent simply walking around and taking in this beautiful city. I had almost forgotten how breathtaking it is.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAimageP1015122 OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAimageP1015145OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAimageP1015204 OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

This is where we used to go to the movies.image OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAimage

Václavské náměstí.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

§ 2 Responses to 36 hours in Prague

  • Mary Ann Hruska says:

    Such a perfect little city. I can’t believe it’s been 15 years since we walked every hill and then some. What’s with the upside down horse?
    Mom

    • hruskova says:

      Yes it’s hard to believe! And also drove all around the countryside looking for ancestral homesteads, and meeting Czech villagers and marveling at Dad’s ability to communicate with them!

      The statue is a reinterpretation of the statue in Wenceslas Square, of Saint Wenceslas on his horse. I believe it’s by the same artist who painted the Soviet tank pink in Prague in the early 1990s.

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